Another Creepypasta Workshop

You know what the world needed? Another Goddamned Creepypasta blog by a Depressed bastard who doesn't know what he's doing.

Who Am I?

Hi, I'm Lucy (she/her). I'm 18. I dropped out of high school so I could make a Creepypasta blog (Worst part is that's not even a joke).

This is like my third attempt at making a blog, second attempt at making an intro post, take that for what you will.

What Am I doing?

Well, I like Creepypasta(and horror in general), so Imma post about that shit.

I got a lot of ideas for fics and comics, but as of now, I'm just doing essays.

I hope I can find the power within and make the shit I wanna make, if not, I'm happy just commenting and critiquing and existing online, and nonetheless I hope what I do make is entertaining or whatever for whoever follows me.

Current Ongoing Project:

Right now, my current project is a video essay on the infamous "Needles and Smiles" by Mr. Betty Krueger. Here's like a little timeline of events, I just watched it once and was like "This HAS to be a video", currently just writing the scipts nothing has been recorded yet.

I have also enlisted the help of a professional: @/connectionterminated13, they have been an emense helps so I thought it'd be nice to tag them here. She's awesome, made a rewrite on AO3, I haven't read it, but I'm sure it's also awesome

Essays That I Think Best Represent Me:

I just thought these posts best represent my beliefs about this fandom and me as a schmuck, plus I'm just really proud of them.

A Very Long Essay On Creepypasta

My Gripe with Creepypasta Essays & Reviews

We Should Embrace How Rewritable Creepypasta Is

"Respecting" Og Creators (TW for SA & Pedopilia also more of a vent post than an essay)

Future Essays/Stuff I Wanna Do:

I got a lot of ideas for future essays in video format. I thought to put my list up here for those curious, I don't have a lot so these are more like goals or something (idk the right word, to-do list doesn't sound right).

"Everything Pastra Got Wrong On Jeff The Killer" (Pointing out and correcting what Pastra got wrong in their Jeff retrospective)

"Everything CreepCast Got Wrong on [Blank]" (Samething but with CreepCast and how they talked about certain characters)

"The Slenderverse Iceberg" (My attempt at tackling this MONSTER of an iceberg)

"Reviewing Every Creepypasta Movie" (A review and critique of every Creepypasta film there is, including shows like Channel Zero aswell as fanfilms, feel free to submit obscure stuff to add on my list)

"A Correct Retrospective On Creepypasta"

I also (as said earlier) have a lot of ideas and plans for like comics/fics and other projects,

A Lazari one-shot where she has manic Depression

Luring Lyra comic

Remake of Ask Jeff & Jack and Aski Ticci Toby

Bring about the end times

But that's gonna be a while, but I hope y'all stick around till I get these ideas off the ground.

Stay Tuned:

That's all, folks. Just another Creepypasta blog by a Depressed teen who doesn't know what he's doing, not much else to say.

I hope you stay tuned for whatever I make, I love you all.

Jane and Liu are T4T.

The other Jane is still a Lesbian

Jeff is a Trans woman, but she would rather become the Anti-Christ than accept that reality.

Eyeless Jack is painfully straight but genderfluid and flips between genders a lot.

Bloody Painter, self-explanatory.

Slenderman, self-explanatory.

The Collective, self-explanatory.

HABIT, self-explanatory.

Zalgo, self-explanatory.

Toby is Bigender, but he's still gonna do a lot of fucked up shit before she chills the fuck out and accepts that.

Luring Lyra, Cis, Bi, Poly, and the GOAT

Clockwork is kinda straight, but she's shagging Toby, so idk.

Kate is Bisexual.

K. Kate is a Lesbian, but in a problematic way, and we all hate her, and she will suffer greatly.

You, yes you, idk what you are, but the fact that you're in this fandom, you're probably something.

Lyra stared at the stars with wonder and curiosity.

The universe was massive she couldn't believe they were the only ones; Alien or Angel, she wondered if there was another girl in another world staring right back at her.

She gazed at the stars with curiosity and wonder, and they stared back unreadable.

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“Dear Diary,

Toby is getting worse. It's like the medication stopped working, he's supposed to be better by now but it's like nothing’s changed.

His birthday is coming up Mother and Father are excited, I am too but I'm scared he has never dealt with such responsibility before.

I pray everything will be alright.”

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Lyra brushed her teeth and washed her face, dried off, and fixed her blond hair into a ponytail before taking a minute to look at her reflection in the mirror.

Her face was gaunt, skin was pale, she looked sickly, like a corpse got up and started walking.

She was tired though and didn’t care, looking “presentable” was the last thing she had in mind before going to bed.

But before she could head off to bed her mother approached her, she looked disheveled and distraught.

“Honey, Toby is in the woods again, he won’t listen to me, your father is gonna be home soon, can you please talk some sense to him?” She was distressed and worried grabbing Lyra’s shoulders.

Lyra was tired but knew what she needed to do.

She took her coat and walked off into the woods.

She remembered years ago in the summer, she and Toby were playing tag.

Laughing and running.

Then it stopped.

She was scared, her little brother disappeared, she was scared, she didn’t know where he was or what to do.

She walked back home crying and scared.

A whole week her brother was missing.

Then he came back, broken arm, dirty, hungry, sobbing.

She kept walking thinking about that summer and where Toby had been all that time.

She wondered and wondered till she made it to a small hole in the Earth.

“Toby! Are you down there?” She shouted into the hole.

“G-go away!” Toby shouted from the hole angrily.

Lyra sighed; she knew he would stress out over this, with his speech impediment, the Bar Mitzvah, anxiety, and the incident.

“It's getting late Toby! We have to go to bed!” She shouted back.

“I-I-I’m scared Lyra!” Toby shouted with desperation and fear, “W-wha-what if I mess up!?” he said on the verge of tears.

“I-” Lyra struggled to speak, “It’s going to be okay!” She shouted with desperation now “You’re not going to mess up, it’s gonna be like how we practiced!” She shouted, she was desperate, she was scared too, but she had hope, she wanted him to have hope.

“W-Will you still love me if I mess up?” Toby choked while crying.

Lyra froze, she didn't know what to say, she didn't know, she hated herself for not knowing, what was wrong with her?

“I- y-yes. We’ll still love you! I'll still love you…” Lyra choked on her own words.

She heard shuffling noises and out climbed Toby in his favorite brown coat.

She looked at his face, he looked like he had been sobbing for hours.

He hugged her tightly, she hugged back, and cried with him.

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Lyra tucked Toby into bed, making sure he was comfortable.

“Lyra?” Toby said nervously.

“Yes?” She answered.

“Can you umm s-sing me to sleep?” Toby asked anxiously.

“Of course!” Lyra said smiling. “Ahem: Come little children, I’ll thy away, into a land of enchantment~”

Lyra continued to sing, and Toby began to relax and fall asleep.

She kissed him on the forehead before looking out through the window, looking at the stars.

Beautiful, infinite, yet finite, she thought, no, she knew Toby was gonna do good things in life, they would do good things.

She stared at the stars with wonder and curiosity.

They stared back indifferent.

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NOTE: Well that was rushed and shitty, idk, feel free to criticize me, I crave attention, it's cause my parents neglected me. (That’s not funny sorry)

My internet went out, wrote all this with cellulardata and my phone.

I’ve been dealing with inner demons, haven't gotten to work on the NaS or Pastra essay, but they’re coming don't worry!

I just need to fuck around with DaVinci and wait for @/connectionterminated13 to be less sick.

I made this little short thing since I wanted to do something so here it is.

I am incredibly thankful for all the support I’ve gotten so far though, I love you all.

That's it though.

I don't really understand the context or importance of this question.

What? I mean yeah but what prompted this question? qwq